Ji Jingtian's Mission

After he killed the three of them, the Emperor Weapon Purple-Gold Space-Breaking Spear, which had fallen to one side, suddenly flew toward the void.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhexian immediately used his terrifying spiritual power to form a giant hand that gripped the Purple-Gold Space-Breaking Spear tightly. Then golden light flashed along the spear's shaft, shattering the giant hand formed from his terrifying spiritual power. The spear flew into the void and vanished.

Looking at the vanished Emperor Weapon, Yuan Zhexian said in utter frustration, "Almost all these Emperor Weapons bear a clan soul imprint placed on them by their clan's ancestor."

Once an Emperor Weapon's original owner died, those bearing a clan soul imprint would automatically fly back to their respective clans to await their next master. Emperor Weapons were part of a clan's foundation and could never be allowed to fall into other hands.

Even Supreme Saints could not stop these Emperor Weapons from flying back to their clans. Only supreme figures above the Quasi-Emperor level could do so.

Yuan Ruochu then finished recuperating and opened her eyes. Looking at Yuan Zhexian, she said, "Divine Son, where are those people? My injuries have healed, so I have to settle accounts with them. They actually dared to ambush me."

Seeing that Yuan Ruochu had recovered, Yuan Zhexian smiled faintly and said, "Those people? I've already sent them to the Western Heaven."

"The Western Heaven? What place is that?" Yuan Ruochu asked, puzzled.

"Uh... I sent them on to their next lives. No! I should say I made them dissipate between heaven and earth."

Yuan Ruochu was shocked. Though she had said she wanted to settle accounts with them, she reckoned that if they had actually fought, she could only have left both sides badly battered, killing a few peerless prodigies at most.

After all, the other side had three eternal prodigies and more than twenty peerless prodigies, and that was no joke. She was also astonished by how terrifying her Divine Son was. Not only had he wiped them all out, but he had also emerged without a scratch.

Then she looked at Yuan Zhexian's current appearance and asked in considerable puzzlement, "Divine Son, why did you disguise yourself?"

"For some peace and quiet. Besides, I can be an old six," Yuan Zhexian said with a chuckle.

"An old six? What's an old six?" Yuan Ruochu asked, still puzzled.

"Are you a walking encyclopedia of questions? You have so many. An old six is a sneaky bastard who specializes in ambushing people."

"Oh. So you can do that too. Then I'll be an old six from now on," Yuan Ruochu said, her gaze serious.

Yuan Zhexian then held out his fist and raised his middle finger at Yuan Ruochu.

Looking at the strange gesture, Yuan Ruochu asked again, "Divine Son, what's that?"

"I'm showing you my contempt."

"Oh. So that gesture means contempt. Divine Son, you really are knowledgeable and experienced. I've learned something else."

"I..." Yuan Zhexian was speechless.

After that series of events, only one day remained until the Dao Comprehension Tea appeared. Yuan Zhexian and Yuan Ruochu quickened their pace toward the place where it would appear.

There was a vast lake, and at its center was an island with room for only a dozen or so people to stand. Countless green tea leaves the size of fingers floated in the air above it.

A beam of white light rose into the sky from the edge of the island, while the essence of heaven and earth dripped down from above, nourishing the green tea leaves.

Whenever a drop of the essence of heaven and earth landed on a green tea leaf, it gave off a trace of Great Dao Qi. But the Great Dao Qi lasted only an instant before vanishing.

By now, the shores of the lake were already packed. Countless disciples from immortal emperor clans, imperial dynasties, royal dynasties, and holy lands had gathered to compete for this peerless treasure. Even for a single tea leaf, everyone would likely give it their all.

At that moment, a disciple of an immortal holy land could no longer sit still. Eager to collect the tea leaves ahead of time, he flew toward the island at the center of the lake.

But when he was still over a hundred meters from the island, a white light flashed. It sent the disciple flying more than ten li into a distant mountain peak, where he fell unconscious.

Everyone said, "It seems we cannot forcibly collect the Dao Comprehension Tea before it appears."

The members of the Yuan Clan arrived one after another. When the crowd saw them, fierce looks appeared in their eyes.

Some feared that the powerful Yuan Clan members would obtain the treasure and wanted to eliminate them, while others sought revenge for their own disciples. Most of the people present watched the Yuan Clan members with their own thoughts.

After the Yuan Clan members arrived, a voice rang out. "You still dare to show yourselves?" The speaker was Ao Xu, the Dragon Son of the True Dragon Clan.

"Oh? Why wouldn't we dare show ourselves?"

Ji Jingtian spoke on behalf of the Yuan Clan members. After all, he had the highest cultivation and greatest strength among those on the Yuan Clan's side, and as the Divine Son's servant, he was fully qualified to speak for them.

"Your Yuan Clan's Divine Son has been slaughtering our clansmen and disciples in a frenzy. For such a grievous feud, we must wipe out every last one of you from the Yuan Clan before the hatred in our hearts can be appeased.

After the Mystic Sect's Divine Son had fled following his defeat by Yuan Zhexian, he had spread word of Yuan Zhexian's disguised appearance. After Yuan Zhexian slaughtered those people in a frenzy, everyone knew that he was the one who had killed their clansmen and disciples.

The True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son then looked at Ji Jingtian and sneered. "You were the Ji Family's Divine Son, yet you willingly debased yourself and became the Yuan Clan Divine Son's servant. How do you still have the face to show yourself here? You've truly disgraced the name of forbidden prodigy."

Ji Jingtian replied calmly, "The Divine Son's terror is beyond your understanding. In this age, he will surely suppress all and stand unrivaled beneath the heavens. It is a supreme honor for me to be one of his people."

"You are nothing but stepping stones on the Divine Son's path to becoming an emperor and an immortal. What right do you have to be so arrogant? Besides, you think your True Dragon Clan and a few crooked melons and split dates can surround and kill us? Aren't you a little too confident?"

"Then what if you add us?" A group of people appeared beside the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son.

The Mystic Sect's Divine Son.

Little Peng Emperor, the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son.

The Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son.

The Dark Nether White Tiger Clan's Divine Son.

The Supreme Profound Holy Land's Divine Son.

The Heavenly Profound Holy Land's Holy Son.

The Heaven-Overturning Barbarian Bull Clan's Divine Son.

The Chen Family's Divine Son.

The Illusory Moon Spirit Heaven's Holy Son, and so on. There were also countless other holy sons of holy lands and disciples of emperor clans whose people Yuan Zhexian had killed.

Seeing so many people, Ji Jingtian and the Yuan Clan members complained helplessly, "The Divine Son really is too... well, you know. He's offended more than half the people from the countless emperor clans, imperial dynasties, royal dynasties, and holy lands who came in this time."

But now that things had come to this, Ji Jingtian and the others could only grit their teeth and fight. He then said to them, "I just activated the jade pendant and sensed that the Divine Son is on his way here. We can't let them get this peerless treasure. We must hold out until he arrives."

The True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son said, "I'm afraid you won't last until Yuan Zhexian gets here. Attack!"

"Wait!" The True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, who had just been about to attack, looked in puzzlement toward the voice.

Jun Yichen, the Jun Lineage's Divine Son, and the Yu Clan's Divine Son appeared at the same time beside Ji Jingtian and the Yuan Clan members. They said to the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, "If you want to surround and kill them, you'll have to ask whether we agree first."

At the sight of Jun Yichen, the Jun Lineage's Divine Son, the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son's gaze flickered, and powerful fighting intent radiated from his body. He said to the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, "I don't care about the others, but this man must be left to me."

The True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son immediately said, "Fine. Divine Son of the Heavenly Cang Clan, you deal with him. We'll kill the others." He then said to the divine sons, holy sons, and everyone behind him, "Everyone, attack. Surround and kill the Yuan Clan members."

Ao Xu, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, struck first, swinging a punch at Ji Jingtian. Ji Jingtian's spiritual power surged, and a void space appeared behind him. He immediately entered it, dodging the punch.

Little Peng Emperor, the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son, glanced at the Yu Clan's Divine Son beside the Yuan Clan members. With a flicker, he swiftly hurled a punch at him. The Yu Clan's Divine Son responded with a punch of his own. Their fists collided, and both men retreated dozens of steps.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Cang Clan's Divine Son engaged the Jun Lineage's Divine Son in close combat. The two exchanged blows repeatedly in the void, their immense power producing fierce currents that churned the lake like an overturned river. For the moment, they were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Yuan Changkong then went after the Chen Family's Divine Son. They ranked eleventh and tenth on the Heavenly Dao Ancient Tablet, and there was little difference between their talents and aptitude. Yuan Changkong was only a few years older than the Chen Family's Divine Son.

Why could he obtain an Emperor Weapon while Yuan Changkong had only a Quasi-Emperor Weapon? Unreconciled, Yuan Changkong went straight at the Chen Family's Divine Son.

The remaining Yuan Clan members also fought back against the others, but the opposing side had the Mystic Sect's Divine Son and four other divine sons.

Those five were all terrifyingly powerful. On top of that, there were disciples from other emperor clans, imperial dynasties, royal dynasties, and holy lands. There were too many of them, and gradually, some on the Yuan Clan's side began to suffer injuries.

Seeing the injured Yuan Clan members, Ji Jingtian, who was fighting the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son, wanted to break away immediately and support them.

But the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son clung to Ji Jingtian relentlessly, giving him no chance to spare a hand to help the Yuan Clan members.

Seeing Ji Jingtian's anxious expression, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son laughed and said, "Ji Jingtian, sever your ties with the Yuan Clan now and leave at once, and you can still keep your life. Otherwise, we'll mercilessly kill you soon enough."

"Pah! Do you think I'm afraid of death? Since I've become one of the Divine Son's people, even if I die, I'll protect the members of his clan and fulfill my mission," Ji Jingtian said, his gaze resolute.

"In that case, die."

With those words, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son stretched out both hands, and his spiritual power surged. A gigantic golden ring appeared before him.

His terrifying spiritual power poured into the golden ring, which then formed an enormous golden dragon. It was the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son's natal golden dragon.

After flying out of the golden ring, the natal golden dragon blazed with golden light. It opened its bloody maw and charged at Ji Jingtian with world-destroying power.

Faced with the immensely powerful natal golden dragon, Ji Jingtian dared not be careless. He immediately formed seals with both hands and called softly, "Void Sealing!" A square barrier suddenly appeared around the dragon as it flew toward him.

Sealed within the barrier, the natal golden dragon could not move. The True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son and Ji Jingtian kept pouring in more spiritual power. One sought to keep the natal golden dragon firmly sealed, while the other made it emit golden light to burst the barrier.

At that moment, both had pushed their spiritual power to its limit. They let out a shout in unison.

After a flash of golden light, the two terrifying surges of spiritual power formed a torrent of power that nearly flattened the surrounding trees.

The people fighting nearby were also affected by the torrent and had no choice but to move away from the two.

Crack...

The Void Sealing shattered, but the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son's natal golden dragon remained in the sky.

Seeing the shattered Void Sealing, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son laughed and directed his natal golden dragon toward Ji Jingtian.

The natal golden dragon slammed toward Ji Jingtian. A golden light flashed, and a terrifying explosion rang out. Its dreadful force blasted a bottomless pit into the ground.

Just as the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son thought his natal golden dragon must have blown Ji Jingtian to pieces, a faint purple figure appeared behind him. Ji Jingtian infused his palm with the power of void and struck the Dragon Son's back, attempting to turn his body into void.

Bang!

It was as if he had struck solid steel. The True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son suffered no injury at all.

Still facing away from Ji Jingtian, he said, "The Void Body, ranked fifth among the three thousand physiques, is indeed extraordinarily powerful. My natal golden dragon actually let you use Void Transformation to dodge it, and you could even combine it with the Void Scripture to appear behind me unnoticed and try to land a fatal blow."

"However, the True Dragon Clan's bodies are extraordinarily powerful to begin with, and mine is already close to the toughness of a Saint Weapon. Without the strength of the Samsara Realm, you can't possibly injure me."

Still facing away from Ji Jingtian, he continued, "Before the Void Body reaches full mastery, its body must become tangible when it strikes someone. So..."

"Damn!"

Just as Ji Jingtian sensed that things were going badly, before he could react, the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son spun around and threw a swift punch.

The terrifying physical strength of the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son sent Ji Jingtian flying dozens of li, smashing straight through several mountains. Covered in blood, Ji Jingtian staggered to his feet.

He had been careless this time. He had not expected the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son to know the weakness of a Void Body that had yet to reach full mastery.

Still less had he expected the True Dragon Clan's Dragon Son's body to be so strong.

By now, the other Yuan Clan members had been gravely injured by the Mystic Sect's Divine Son, the Heaven-Overturning Barbarian Bull Clan's Divine Son, the Dark Nether White Tiger Clan's Divine Son, and two other holy land divine sons.

The ninth sequence, Yuan Tianba, and the tenth sequence, Yuan Di, had nearly fallen. Had Yuan Xingchen not used his Zhoutian Star Physique to forcibly set up the Zhou Heaven Star Great Array and block most of the attacks, the two of them might have died long ago.

Yuan Changkong's battle with the Chen Family's Divine Son was also nearing its end. Their cultivation realms were the same, and their talents and aptitude were almost equal.

But the Chen Family's Divine Son possessed the Emperor Weapon Immortal Ascension Sword. Yuan Changkong had no Great Emperor secret art and only a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, so he could not contend with him.

The Chen Family's Divine Son then knocked the Azure Heaven Black and Yellow Halberd away with a sword strike, and Yuan Changkong's spiritual power suffered a heavy blow as well.

The battle between the Yu Clan's Divine Son and the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son was also raging. The Golden-Winged Peng Clan's speed was among the very best in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, no weaker than the Kunpeng Clan's Kunpeng Technique.

But the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's Divine Son had also been born with the Law of Speed. His speed had already surpassed the Kunpeng Technique, and he attacked the Yu Clan's Divine Son like lightning.

The Yu Clan's inherited cultivation art, the Supreme True Martial Scripture, was a scripture of supreme offensive power. Its attacks were no weaker than those of the sword Dao. One had supreme speed, the other supreme attack power, and for the moment, neither could overcome the other.

As for the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and the Azure Heaven Tyrant Physique, who were destined from birth to fight until one died, they continued to clash using their physical strength. Neither had used a physique phenomenon.

They were simply matching physical strength, seeking to decide the victor in that alone, but the two remained evenly matched.

Ji Jingtian looked at the Yuan Clan members, who were covered in wounds from the attacks of the five divine sons and the disciples of the various emperor clans, imperial dynasties, royal dynasties, and holy lands.

Then, dragging his injured body along, he forcibly used the Great Void Technique on several people. A void rift suddenly appeared beside the Yuan Clan members, who were under a rain of attacks.

Another void rift appeared in front of Ji Jingtian. He extended his right palm and turned it slightly, using his spiritual power to forcibly draw the Yuan Clan members into the void rift.

After being drawn into the void rift, they all emerged from the one in front of Ji Jingtian.

Using the Great Void Technique so far beyond his limits made Ji Jingtian, who was already badly injured, unable to hold back a mouthful of blood. He was a little unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground.